Chapter 17
She stood up, and went to opened the door. A middle aged lady pushed a trolley into the room, the smell of roasted meat permeating the previously odorless space. She was wearing a white apron on top of a black dress of sorts. She looked like a maid. She smiled at us and gestured at the various containers on the trolley.
"Roasted boar, boiled vegetables, fruits and rice." they were covered by silver domes. She took them off one by one and the smell intensified. She carried the pots containing the vegetables and rice to the table, the meat laying on a slab of metal.
The fruits sat on a basket she placed next to me, smiling. She put two wooden plates on the table along with silverware I doubted was silver. She grabbed a thick cloth, covering the sides of the metal slab holding the meat, and put it in the middle of the table on top of another piece of thick cloth.
From under the trolley, she produced three glass bottles and a medium sized barrel. One bottle was what looked like wine, the others juice and water. The barrel had a tap for serving the contents. She put glasses and cups on the table and pushed the trolley to the door.
"Have a nice meal, and an even better night, ladies." she smiled and left, closing the door behind her.
I glanced at the food, feeling a rumble on my insides. I wasn't particularly hungry, but the display was seducing my senses.
"Let's dig in, then." Lapia said with a wide smile, her sharp teeth peeking from under her succulent lips.
Stop that. I halted the line of though. People's lips aren't succulent.
My attention back on the food, I took a slice of pork and some vegetables that were actually just potatoes, broccoli and cauliflower. The meat was delicious and the vegetables rich in flavor. I finished eating quickly. I reached for the water bottle, but was stopped by Lapia's hand.
"That's alcohol." she warned me.
"What kind?" I took the bottle anyway and inspected its contents.